by J. A. Low
Evan lets out a heavy sigh, he turns me around in his arms, his hands resting on my oversized bump.
“Okay, well I better go,” Beau says awkwardly.
“Yeah you better,” Derrick adds.
I shoot him a glare. Life’s too short to worry about this. I am thankful Beau fucked up because I now have Evan.
“Thank you for seeing me, Sienna, I wish you and Evan all the best for a wonderful life.”
I wiggle out of Evan’s arms and walk toward Beau and hug him. He is hesitant and I can only guess the looks Evan and Derrick are shooting him behind my back but he eventually softens and hugs me. “I wish you well, Beau.” He nods, then I step back out of his arms, I can see Evan is tense. I mouth “Thank you” to my very understanding fiancé and he eventually relaxes.
“Good Luck, guys,” Beau says as he walks toward the door.
Evan sticks out his hand to shake Beau’s. “Good Luck, Beau, and thank you for fucking up, because you just gave me the world when you let her go.”
I roll my eyes. Derrick and Stacey giggle.
Beau nods and walks out the door. Funnily enough whatever unresolved issues I had with him deep down inside of me felt like they had lifted. I run into Evan’s arms and kiss the hell out of him because he is the love of my life and I am thankful for him for so fucking much.
“Um, bitch are you going to explain to us about this world domination shit you have planned,” Derrick asks, making Evan and I laugh.
We are on our way to Australia to celebrate Christmas, meet Sienna’s family, and, of course, get married. We have filled up the jet with the band and their families, Vanessa, Isla, Charlotte, Derrick, Jake, my parents, Stacey and Camryn, the wedding planner. The rest will be joining us after Christmas. We decided on Sienna’s parents resort for the wedding, it’s set out over two hundred acres of rainforest with views out to the ocean, plus with it being so remote makes it harder for the paparazzi to find us. There are seventy cabins scattered around the resort as well. Only problem is, Sienna and Vanessa’s parents are both vegetarians but she has assured us Texan meat eaters that there will be something for us.
Sienna’s belly looks like she has swallowed a ball. It’s perfectly round and hard. Every movement Bean makes you can see through her skin. Just like an alien. She’s six months pregnant and it’s been over a year since I first set eyes on her. It’s pretty amazing how both of our lives have changed in a year, for the better of course. I am about to marry the woman of my dreams and have a baby. I’ve packed up my life as a touring rock star and started my own record label. Shit, I’m growing up!
We arrive into Ballina, a regional airport on the Australian East Coast, the hot summer sun hitting us in full force as we rush across the molten tarmac. A fleet of limousines are waiting for us after the long fifteen-hour flight from Los Angeles. Sienna tells me it’s about a forty-five-minute drive to her parent’s place from here, we just have to sit back, relax and enjoy the scenery. The boys and I have been to Australia once before to tour and we only ever made it to Sydney and Melbourne. Can’t believe Sienna and I missed each other all those years ago. Apparently she was away with Derrick in Europe for fashion week. This was lucky because I probably would have treated her like a groupie if we had met. I wasn’t ready for a woman like her then. I would have missed out on all this.
“I can’t believe how hot it is,” Mom grumbles, fanning herself as she sits back against the cool leather of the limousine’s seat.
“Hope the surf is good,” Jake ponders.
“Dad goes surfing most mornings he’ll probably take you to the local spot if you want,” Sienna says.
Jake’s face lights up. “Awesome, I’ve surfed a couple of spots down here when I’ve been on the Gold Coast for the pro tour, but local knowledge is always a winner.”
“I can’t wait to try out some yoga,” Charlotte pipes in, while playing with her phone.
“Oh yes, sweetheart that sounds like fun. I’ve always wanted to go to a health retreat, get pampered, try yoga, get myself all bendy.”
“You’re bendy enough, darlin’,” Dad says, kissing her hand.
“Eww gross, guys,” Charlotte moans.
The rest of us just chuckle, my parents are looking forward to this holiday. They have always wanted to visit Australia. I’ve organized for them to have an extra month here after the wedding so they can explore the rest of the country, snorkel the Great Barrier Reef, sunset drinks beside Uluru, visit the little penguins on Phillip Island. So many things they can tick off their bucket lists.
Sienna’s knees start jiggling; I can feel her whole body vibrating the closer we get to her home.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I ask, placing my hand on her trembling thigh.
“I’m just excited to see Mum and Dad.”
I guess her life has changed dramatically since she left them over a year ago, and now with her adorable baby bump I’m guessing she needs her parents more than ever.
We are finally here, home. I can’t wait to see my parents again. The chauffeur opens my door and there they are waiting for me. I slowly make my way out and run into their arms.
“Sweetie you’re home,” Dad greets, kissing my head.
“Oh look at you,” Mum says in awe, touching my stomach.
We are all crying as they feel their grandchild kicking for the first time. It seems like he is having a long stretch after all this traveling.
“You must be Evan,” Mum says looking up to my handsome fiancé.
“Yes ma’am, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” His Texan accent really coming through since being around his family. It’s sexy.
“Come here.” Mum pulls Evan into her arms. “You’re part of the family now,” she says through her tears. Dad waits patiently to shake Evan’s hand. Evan introduces his family to my parents. I can see staff running around getting our bags from the cars.
“Come, come, let’s get you all settled, you must be exhausted after your flights.” Mum ushers us toward the fleet of golf carts, where staff are waiting to take us to our cabins.
“Welcome to Tanderra. It means resting place. Which sums up perfectly what we have tried to accomplish here at the resort,” Dad proudly tells everyone.
“This place is so beautiful.” Carol stares in amazement as we follow the rainforest track to their rooms which overlook the ocean and river. Pulling up to the first cabin we all jump out to have a look. The cabin is built over two levels on a steep slope set into the hill, nothing but green rainforest surrounds the cabin, the only sounds around us is coming from the Whip Birds. The cabin is made of mostly glass, with two large decks on each level. The top level has a small kitchen, living and dining area that opens out to the large deck which juts out into the rainforest. Downstairs is a bedroom, bathroom with sunken bath tub built into the lower deck, so you have the choice of either opening up the doors letting nature in or leaving them closed. Built beside that is your own personal plunge pool where you can sit, relax and look out to the ocean in the distance through the rainforest. Everyone is silent as they take in their surrounds. It is pretty spectacular seeing it all for the first time.
“Oh my God, what’s that?” Carol screams, pointing to movement on the rainforest floor.
“That’s just a bush turkey. He won’t hurt ya,” Dad says.
But I can see the Texan’s aren’t convinced.
“Do they attack?” Greg asks.
“Nah not really they are pretty skittish. More scared of you than you are of them,” Dad reassures them.
“Can you eat it?” Greg wonders.
“Yeah I’m sure in some indigenous communities you can.”
They watch as it darts away back into the forest.
We continue on to the next cabin where we leave Charlotte and Jake to get settled in. Dad promising Jake he’ll take him surfing in the morning.
“We have saved the best cabin for the soon-to-be newlyweds.” Mum sounds excited and I know why because this cabin has som
e of the best views on the property. Set in a private area away from all the other cabins, on a point that looks out directly to the ocean. This cabin, no house, has its own swimming pool, spa, sauna, massage room, gym, kitchen, games room, bar, three bedrooms, large decks that wrap around the home, with a large outdoor kitchen and living area.
“Sienna!” Evan marvels looking at the view set out before us.
“I think he’s impressed darl.” Mum squeezes my hand.
I follow Evan out on to the balcony where all you can see is blue. Blue sky and blue ocean. Evan pulls me into his arms, cupping my face.
“I can’t wait to marry the fuck out of you,” he growls, then kisses me passionately.
We hear throats clearing and Evan realizes where he is as he turns looking at Mum and Dad standing in the doorway watching us both.
“I’m sorry, sir I just…”
My dad bursts out laughing. “You’re right, mate, you make my daughter happy so it’s all good.”
“We will leave you both alone. Sienna’s probably exhausted from the long flight.” Mum adds.
Now that she mentions it, I am exhausted. Mum walks over to give me a kiss on my cheek. “I’m so happy you’re home, sweetheart.” I can see Mum’s eyes getting watery. She better not cry, I’m all emotional and shit and I don’t need to be crying.
“I’m glad to be home as well.”
Dad gives me a kiss and shakes Evan’s hand. “Dinner’s at seven tonight in the restaurant. One of the staff will pick you up in the buggy, if you like, or there is a spare in the garage.”
“Also, sweetheart, we have put a list of room numbers for everyone if you need to call one of them, it’s by the phone. And the spa is on standby if you want a massage or they can come to the room,” Mum adds.
“In the fridge is a couple of platters of food for you both if you’re hungry,” Dad suggests.
Evan and I nod listening to their instructions, then they were gone.
“I can’t believe we are here,” Evan says as he smiles and pulls me back into his arms.
“I know; it feels so good to be home.” I relax into him.
“You look tired, sweetheart, I think you should lie down,” he says with concern, kissing my neck.
“Oh, really?” I question, raising my eyebrow. “You just want to get me into bed Mr. Wyld. I know men like you.”
Evan lets out a growl. “You better not know men like that.”
“None that are as good as you,” I giggle, loving how jealous he is acting.
“That’s right, darlin’, no other man compares to me.” His lips suck on my neck sending little shocks of electricity over my body.
“You have a mighty big ego there rock star,” I groan as he nibbles down my neck.
“Darlin’ you know that’s not the only thing that’s big on me,” he chuckles.
“Like I haven’t heard that line before.” Oh shit, his fingers find my sensitive nipples.
“Am I becoming predictable Ms. Hayes?” He moves behind me, pressing his hard cock into my back.
“Maybe,” I say, goading him.
His hand pushes in-between my shoulder blades as he moves me toward the living room.
“Hands on the sofa, Ms. Hayes.”
As he stops in front of the large cream sofa, I automatically put my hands on the soft cotton. His hands slide down my spine, reaching the edge of my dress. Pushing the material up exposing my ass, I feel teeth biting into my heated skin.
“Ow,” I scream, surprised by his actions. Evan’s hand rubs the burning area of my ass. Fingers pull down the cotton underwear I have on. I step out of them as they hit the floor.
“I bet if I touch you now you’d be soaked,” Evan mummers behind me.
I feel fingers graze the outside of my pussy.
“Fuck, Sienna you are,” he says in wonderment.
Damn pregnancy hormones making me so horny all the time. I hear the sound of Evan’s zipper.
“I never want us to be predictable,” he says, rubbing his cock against my wetness blissfully back and forth. He inches into me slowly, making sure I feel every last inch of him. Fuck, that’s so good. He starts thrusting into me but not as hard as he used to, being careful of my stomach. The bigger I have been getting the more creative we have had to be. His strong fingers dig into my hips as he slowly and methodically fucks me. The slow pace is no match against my pregnancy hormones, as soon as his fingers touch my clit I go off. The ferociousness of the orgasm surprising us both.
“Fuck, Sienna,” Evan moans as he pumps quicker into my body. His hands groping my breasts, fingers twisting my nipples, changing the angle he hits that bundle of nerves that makes me see stars. I can feel another orgasm starting. Evan keeps up the steady rhythm as my fingers dig into the cotton.
“Fuck.” We both scream as we come together, the second orgasm making me see white light.
“I love you, Sienna,” Evan declares as he slips out of me, cleaning me up with my discarded underwear. Finding it difficult to move, Evan sweeps me into his arms. “Shower then bed okay, babe.” I nod because I have nothing left in me after that.
Jet lag, orgasms, and baby equal exhaustion.
“Merry Christmas y’all,” I holler entering the large restaurant where all our family and friends are set up for Christmas lunch.
“Merry Christmas,” the room sings. Everyone is there, the boys and their families, Vanessa, her parents, my family, Derrick, Stacey and Cameron.
“Merry Christmas darlin’,” Mom says, kissing my cheek.
Waking up to the sound of birds this morning was different, walking out onto the front deck and seeing blue sky on Christmas Day was weird. Usually there is some snow, but mostly it’s just freezing cold. But a hot Christmas is definitely going to take some getting used to. I think I kind of like it. Sienna was up early this morning with the baby making things uncomfortable for her, she spent the morning in the pool. Joining her when I woke up, it was a pretty good way to start Christmas, especially the blow job she gave me on the edge of the pool.
It’s weird looking at the fake Christmas tree standing in front of the large glass windows, the ocean a backdrop to what is essentially a winter tree. I have only ever had a real tree at Christmas time, the smell of the pine needles, usually some sort of mulled wine smell, coming from Mom’s kitchen but his year it smells like sunshine and coconuts. Sienna told me she only ever grew up with a fake tree, sometimes they would decorate a real tree in the yard somewhere. A ridiculous amount of presents sit underneath the fake tree. Looking around at the scene in front of me, everyone is happy, chatting away sitting on the sofas, drinks in hands. This is what Christmas is all about.
I walk out onto the deck taking in the magnificent view.
“Merry Christmas, man,” Christian slaps me on the back, handing me a beer.
“You too,” I smile looking at him. He is most definitely embracing the Australian theme wearing board shorts a collared polo and bare feet.
“Fuck, I love this place, it’s paradise like Adam and Eve shit. Did you know there’s a secret waterfall here?”
Shaking my head, I reply, “Sienna and I haven’t had time to explore yet, she’s been busy catching up with her parents.”
“Man you need to go check it out, it’s great for skinny dipping.”
“Dude seriously you better not be fucking any of the staff,” I whisper yell at him.
“Fuck, no way man, I’m not that stupid.” He looks at me shocked.
“Thank God, otherwise I’ll kick your ass.” Then who the fuck is he skinny dipping with? I watch his eyes as Vanessa and Sienna walk into the room.
“No way, you and Ness?” I whisper, making sure there is no one around who can hear us.
“Dude chill out, yes we are two friends just enjoying ourselves that’s all.” But his eyes tell another story completely.
“So you’re just having fun or is it something more serious?” I question, knowing full well that he’s hooked up with Ne
ss before.
“Ness and I are friends who enjoy each other’s company, but we could never be more.” Christian sounds a little sad by that confession.
“Why not?” I ask, because I can see they have chemistry.
“Honestly?” He looks at me.
I nod urging him to continue.
“’Cause Ness doesn’t want it,” he states, taking a swig of his beer.
“But you want something more?”
Christian sighs heavily looking out toward the ocean.
“Oh man, I’m sorry.”
He takes a deep breath. “I love her, man, and not just because she’s my best friend. I think I love her more than friends but not quite, you know, getting down on one knee love, or maybe I am, I don’t know.”
Shit this is huge.
“I don’t have anyone else to talk to about this. All those other jackasses are still happy fucking groupies and enjoying the single life.” Christian stares at the bottle in his hand.
“I get it, I do, but sometimes you have to take a chance,” I encourage him.
“Yeah but she’s my best friend. I can’t lose her.” I can see the pain etched on his face.
“I understand, Chris but you know what, Sienna is my best friend not just my lover or fiancée or baby momma and that makes what we have so much stronger.”
Christian nods again and looks at Vanessa walking around talking to everyone.
“I’m worried that if I tell her that my feelings are changing that she’s not going to feel the same and then I’ve lost the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
Fuck, I feel for the guy. “Yeah but it’s better than being in limbo, isn’t it?”
Christian shrugs, “Yeah I s’pose. Maybe I’ll wait ‘till I get back to the states. Our rooms are next door to each other. I’ll just see how this holiday plays out.”
“Well weddings tend to make the ladies frisky so maybe it might make her think about you in a different way.”
Giving me a half assed smile he says, “Yeah maybe.” We clink our drinks together.
“It’s present time,” Charlotte skips out calling us inside.